"Fried Rice Noodles, Ice Crystal Cake, Mapo Tofu, pickles, and milk tea!"
Xiao Jiang studied Qin Hui's expression and, seeing that he was not angry, answered honestly.
"Is it good?"
"Definitely! I asked several people!"
"Leave me two portions to try." Qin Hui looked at the Fried Rice Noodles and Mapo Tofu, swallowing discreetly.
Qin Hui had smelled the aroma drifting over long ago. It was genuinely fragrant—enough to make anyone crave it!
"What? Two portions?"
Xiao Jiang immediately became unhappy. "President, that's my dinner."
"It's just two servings of food. Look at how stingy you are. There are so many stalls at the Gourmet Food Festival—buy whatever you want, and put it on my tab."
Qin Hui spoke generously, then directly took a serving of Fried Rice Noodles and Mapo Tofu from Xiao Jiang's hands.
Xiao Jiang instantly felt awful. Could anything over at those stalls compare to Lu's Snack Stall? They weren't even in the same league.
Otherwise, why would everyone over there come here to buy from Lu's Snack Stall?!
But Qin Hui was his superior, so he could not protest. He could only suffer in silence.
"Um... Xiao Jiang, hehe, what else do you have? Could you maybe..."
The assistant stared at the food still in Xiao Jiang's hands, his eyes glowing like a wolf that had spotted a chicken.
"No. Absolutely not!"
Xiao Jiang hid the remaining food behind his back and ran off as if fleeing for his life.
The assistant was stunned. It was only a little food. What a miser.
Qin Hui returned to his office, impatiently opened the plastic food container, pulled apart the disposable chopsticks, rubbed them together, and shoveled in two bites.
"Mmm... it really is delicious!"
The fresh, fragrant, and refreshing Fried Rice Noodles made Qin Hui's eyes